The proprietress gradually became weak, her internal strength was rapidly consumed, and "Thirteen Treasures" began to make her unbearable. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She had already played it on the loop twice, and she was exhausted by this time, but Yi Ren had said that the syllables could not be stopped. The face of the proprietress still carries inviolable confidence and cleverness.

Even though the sweat continued to drip and the fingers trembled more and more, there was no trace of panic between the eyebrows.

It's just that the trembling of the fingers makes the tune of "Thirteen Treasures" a little off, and every time there are ups and downs, there is always a little far-fetched powerlessness.

The proprietress ignored her unsupportable internal strength, and raised her eyes to look at Yi Ren and Qin Yao. For fear that their deviations will interfere with their process.

Suddenly, a cool breath came from the back of the neck and instantly flowed through the meridians throughout the body.

The proprietress subconsciously looked back, and saw Lan Feng, who was still on the side, and didn't know when she was already sitting behind her. Feeling the inner breath from his hands, the proprietress surged with more energy than internal force in her heart.

The sound of the piano under the fingers flows, and suddenly it floats smoothly and smoothly.

The seven colors of the ghost grass and the clearer white mist together with the clearer white mist circled around the front and back of the little devil's chest, surging wildly. Strands of silk, surging one by one, were slowly absorbed by the body of the little devil.

The white mist made the roof gradually blur, as if a sky had appeared.

The clouds were swirling and the clouds were deepening. The sky sometimes shines with seven-colored rainbow light, and after the rain, hope is born. This kind of beauty can make people feel a little unreal.

No one else knew that Minza's consciousness had grown.

She felt countless powerful currents of air rushing from her chest, constantly hitting her heart. She didn't know that it was the grass and tree aura of the seven-colored ghost grass, if it was normal, it was the grass and tree spirit that could easily kill people.

In the enchantment room, it is no longer like the cold winter season outside the doors and windows. The spring color in the room is flashing, the fragrance of ghost grass, the light of the rainbow, and even some warm spring breeze breath that is not very clear.

There was surprise in the eyes of the proprietress and still Shu, under such a beautiful scene, Qin Yao must have been saved!

At first it was a strand, then there were more than a dozen, then to dozens, hundreds... Minsa felt the continuous impact of the air flow in her chest and abdomen, and every leaf of the ghost grass was impacting her aura.

The aura in her body gradually found its own direction, from chaotic collision to gradual unification, and gradually merged into a ball.

Minsa felt that his previous internal force, the internal force after cultivating the "Thirteen Treasures", and these spiritual powers that suddenly broke in, were suddenly contaminated.

Some are chaotic, some are wooden, some ... Hurt.

"Poof!"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out.

The ghost grass in Minsa's hand was a little scattered, and her mind seemed to be shocked. The body that was originally sitting upright was a little paralyzed.

The proprietress felt the palm behind her back, and she trembled at that moment.

"Don't move." The proprietress said softly, although her voice was low, her voice was unquestionable. After saying that, a drop of her sweat happened to drip on the strings, making the finger syllable a little out of tune.

Still take a deep breath and refresh your mind.

Seeing that the owner of the garden, Yi Ren's face was gray, and there seemed to be blood overflowing from his mouth. But he remained unmoved, calmly lifted Minsa's body up, and continued to breathe for her.

Still retracting his qi, his palms exerted force again, and his internal force was continuously injected into the body of the proprietress.

In Minsa's mind and chest at this moment, there seemed to be thousands of troops and horses, and there seemed to be thousands of trees growing, and the whole person was pulling up, as uncomfortable as if it was about to explode.

Suddenly, a clear stream descended from the Heavenly Spirit, accelerating the condensation of the original aura in the body.

Minsa seemed to see his own mind, where it was as quiet as a windless lakeside. On the shore of the lake, there is a clear and round moon, which is all the inner breath of condensation.

The "clouds" that rose to mid-air gradually thinned, and the color of the seven-colored ghost grass in Minsa's hand changed from crystal bright to brilliant, and then gradually faded, and at this moment it had turned exhausted again.

Although her brows were tightened, her body was supported by strength, and she no longer vomited blood.

As the white mist converged, the garden owner Yi Ren withdrew his palm and began to close his eyes to regulate his internal strength. Slowly, he opened his eyes, his tired look deepening his eye sockets.

As soon as he looked up, he said to the proprietress: "Wind Spirit, you can stop." ”

The proprietress stopped in response, and while slumping to the ground, a knowing smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Finally stopped..."

"How about the gardener, the little devil she..."Still said that he wanted to get up, but he took a light step and stumbled on the ground.

He ignored it, just knelt on the ground and asked.

"It should be no problem, as long as her consciousness is strong enough, the 'one' of nine deaths and one life, we should have Bo." The owner also smiled, his eyelids were very heavy.

Still Shu stood up and walked to Minsa uneasily, still carefully probing her pulse before he smiled at ease.

With the last of his strength, he carried the little devil to the bed and lay down.

He himself reclined on the edge of the bed, slumped on the ground with the owner of the Heavenly Chosen Garden and the proprietress of the Xuanji Pavilion. The expressions of several people looked like they weren't even as good as the little devil at the moment.

But they were all smiling, the room was very warm, and the atmosphere was very mysterious.

"Blue Wind, your internal strength has improved a lot." The hostess was the first to speak.

"After practicing the piano score with the little devil, it has indeed improved." It is still stated.

"Ahem," Yi Ren coughed a few times: "The back wave will definitely push the front wave, didn't you expect it?" ”

"Your current internal strength is no worse than mine. With more cultivation, so that the pulse is smoother, and I can be familiar with your use, I don't dare to say anything. The proprietress also said.

The conversation between the three of them was very interesting.

The proprietress said to the proprietress to listen, Yi Ren said to the proprietress to listen, and the still narration began to say to Yi Ren.

Although there was some confusion, the three of them understood it completely.

"Ginger is still old and spicy, this spicy is viciously spicy." Still laughed miserably.

Then he said: "I still don't understand, since you deliberately didn't let the little devil and me complete the cultivation of the Thirteen Treasures, why did you bother so much to save her at this moment? Wouldn't it be better for us to die? ”

The tone of the statement was condensed, but there was no questioning meaning.

Now that life and death have been decided, questions arise frequently.

still doesn't know what emotions he should use to treat these two big people. They are lying on the ground at this moment, and they are no different from their own children who have just broken into the demon clan.

From the first time the proprietress finished playing the "Thirteen Treasures" in its entirety, she still heard the mystery. Then I thought that it was because the owner Yi Ren deliberately hid the last piece of music that caused the little devil to go crazy at the moment.

However, regardless of the risk of exhausting internal strength, regardless of the secret of being discovered by himself, he still has to do his best to rescue the little devil, why is this? (To be continued.) )